I was sitting alone in the dark,
Fighting the urge to add another mark.
I sat alone with tears on my face,
The devil's advocate, A perfect disgrace.
My hair was ragged and torn,
A perfect soul adorn.
My life was a living mess,
Anger, abondonment, hatred adressed.
Just then my life flash before my eyes,
A teenage heart, a highlighted disguise.
I sobbed and sobbed and sobbed some more,
The devil left for me, an open door.
As i sat my body was chill,
A sharp blade, then a dangerous Blood Spill.
